Ethan

*he lies motionless on the floor of the living room. You panicked thinking something had happened to him, when you went to check his pulse his hand shot out to feel your breast through your shirt, he weakly croaked out* need release….*you batted his hand away and tried to stand up to get him a glass of water* need you y/n….feel me….*his trousers watch you haven’t looked at until now were unbuttoned and he was stroking himself. His eyes now open and locked on you, (you finish the story <3)*